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just a small rap i wrote to this track for fun. audio may be a bit scuffed. i dont own the beat or intend to profit from it. beat is rainy day by Yeiv and lyrics are leaving the past by immortal technique

lyrics

They told me I would never make it, I would never achieve it
Reality is nourishment, but people don't believe it
I guess its hard to stomach the truth like a bulimic
Its a dirty game and nobody is willing to clean it
But this is for the paraplegics, people dreamin' of runnin'
Ladies married to men who don't please'em dreamin' of cummin'
Verbally murderous like David Berkowitz when I'm gunnin'
Some cowards on the internet didn't think I would sell
Scared to talk shit in person, cuz they stuck in a shell
And couldn't understand the pain of being stuck in a cell
Hell is not a place you go if you're not a Christian
It's the failure of your life's greatest ambition
It's a bad decision to blindly follow any religion
I don't see the difference in between the wrong and the wrong
Soldiers emptyin' the clips at little kids and they moms
I'm just like a desperate motherfucker strapped to a bomb
Humanity is gone, smoked up in a gravity bong
By a democrat republican Cheech and Chong
Immortal Technique, you never heard me preachin' a song
I'm not controversial, I'm just speakin' the facts
Put your hands in the air like you got the heat to your back
And shake your body like a baby born addicted to crack
And since life is a gamble like the craps tables at Vegas
I freestyle my destiny, it's not written in pages

I hate it when they tell us how far we came to be
As if our peoples' history started with slavery
Painfully I discovered the shit they kept a secret
This is the exodus like the black Jews out of Egypt
I keep it reality based with the music I make
Blow up the truth to your face with the style I run wit'
Like the navy missiles that shot down flight 800
I'm like the Africans who came here before Columbus
And from the 15hundreds until after the model
I watch Latin America get raped in the sorrow
You see the Spaniards never left después de Colón
And if you don't believe me, you can click on Univision
I never seen so much racism in all of my life
Every program and newscast, all of them white
It's like Apartheid with 10 percent ruling the rest
That type of stress will make me put the fucking tool to your chest
Step in my way nigga, I wouldn't wanna be ya
I burn slow like pissing drunk with Gonnorrhea
I'll do a free show in North Korea, burning the flag
While Jay Edgar Hoover politicians dress up in drag
Tryin' to confuse you, makin' it hard to follow this:
Capitalism and Democracy are not synonymous
You swallow propaganda like a birth control pill
Sellin' your soul to the eye on the back of the dollar bill
But that will never be me, cuz I am leavin' the past
Like an abused wife with the kids, leavin' your ass
Like a drug addict clean and sober, leavin' the stash
Unbreakable Technique leavin' the plane crash
I'm out with the black box and I refuse to return
I spit reality, instead of what you usually learn
And I refuse to be concerned with condescending advice
Cuz I'm the only motherfucker that can change my life

Some people think I won't make it
But I know that I will
Escape the emptiness
Cuz that shit is slow and it kills
The flow and the skill
I made y'all believe that it last
You can make the future
But it starts with leaving the past

leaving the past -- Yeiv rainy day -- layyzz immortal technique cover

Voix de Martin Sheen extraite d'Apocalypse Now

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LYRICS:

“How could you ever be proud of yourself?”
“I’ve never been prouder.”

Rolling too deep, with a pack full of muds
I got cross-eyed faded, hit her back with a buzz
Thats a 2 time grammy, when I’m under-feeling love
In a Memphis sample, chop it up, it a cut

Cuttin' mob ties, god five, separate the blood
Red veins bleed blue, does that make me ‘merica?
Cause the white bleed blue, now my soul indigo, pack the-
Purple in da pipe, now we smokin’ da indica

40oz, Johnny Dang, rolling with da contraband
Gucci umbrella, for when her tears getting out her face
Human race, the only race, where you can get a fucking stake
And stab my heart, hope insurance can cover the blood stains

Depths of this pit, just making me laugh
Got 40 psycho exes covering ‘merican maps
I’ma love when they discover the merit of facts
Memories linger like you a ghost in the past

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev' for the feds
(2x)

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red-

-

As hollow as tree’s do, might see what the keef do
I’m labeled as crazy, point fingers at you too
I ain’t concerned at the plot at what she do-
Tears full of cheating, does she know that we knew?

I might go wax on the pen, off Miyagi
I am too high to accept your apology
Eyes getting glassy, I know you ain’t sorry
Dead-beat bitch, I ain’t pray to a phoney-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

Graveyard shift workin' 9 to a 5
I don't need percocet's, cause the weed do fine 
Perci' to perci-seconds, I feel a major high 
I've been running too long, now my spirit don't fly

I see no future, casino my mutual 
Fearing the cure and I, drink at my funeral 
Holes in they head while they eatin' their cereal 
The cross upside down, cause the feeling is mutual

-

Her teeth got diamonds, mine's got chips
'fore they past that rolling blitz 
I'ma need my holy bitch
This might be my only stitch
Eyes cut wide, I see no depth 
40 acres, still no steps 
Lucifer, I need my rep
On my walls, the blood stain red...

-

Only one time for the dead to be dead 
I'll be damned if my blood bleed red 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds 
Skin my corpse, no ev for the feds
(2x)

ONLY ONE TIME

🅂🄿🄾🅃🄸🄵🅈

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐀

iwannaknow

2:58 AM (Club Mix)

small town rap for the quiet mind. i do this for fun.
yt--------- https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCvtX5fyY1VFMxPPYDSnvHkA/videos

leaving the past -- Yeiv rainy day -- layyzz immortal technique cover

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